Today’s the last day of National Masturbation Month — how have these thirty-one days of radical self love treated you? Have you come every day, or loved on yourself most days, or thought more frequently about how your body likes to be tended to? How have you marked National Masturbation …

I’m not hiding my love anymore… (2008) where her body ought to be She wants to put her body where her words are, fully into the flavor of sex, stunned with the liquid of meaning and possibility, and the most hostile vulnerability. This is the skin I settle into, the …

Today I have the sick that was percolating in me yesterday — and somehow, in spite of the fact that I felt physically worse when I woke up today than I did yesterday, I felt like coming this morning. I dedicated my orgasm to wellness — let’s hope it takes.(I …

Ok– back home, and I’m getting caught up. Two orgasms in five hours (just hush up if that sounds slow/easy for you — it’s a big deal for this girl here) — one I got to go to sleep after, one complete with sobs. This morning, now, I feel full …

(day 1, orgasm 1 — who’s keeping count?) I just had an excellent little half-hour of sweaty sex, tumbly and moaning under my covers. And I was all alone. This is a bone-deep bedrock of my sexuality, a place of radical self care, and I’m claiming it for all to …

Reclaiming a radical self love

coming home is a blatant celebration of the power of masturbation, particularly for survivors of sexual violence. I welcome your thoughts and experiences!
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